I finally told Rosaleen, why we’re heading to Tiburon, we got into an argument and we parted ways. I hope she’s ok by herself. She said I didn’t think about her when I made this decision, but I was, I have no idea what she’s talking about! -I ran into Rosaleen again last night, we bathed in a river together, and it’s as if the water washed away all of our negative thoughts, our past lives. We’re no longer mad at each other.
Today I was looking for a sign, something to guide the beginning of our new lives. In a general store I noticed these honey jars with the same black Mary figure on them as the one in my mother’s picture. The clerk told me they belonged to a women named August Boatwright and that she lived on the other side of Tiburon. I’m going to seek her out. This was more of a sign than I could have asked. T. Ray was wrong, my mother is definitely watching out for me in heaven.
T. Ray hasn’t reported me missing yet in the papers, I wonder if he ever will? It’s a good thing that no one’s looking for us, but it still hurts…
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